As always, this is based around Laurence Simon’s weekly challenge for the 100 word-stories podcast. It’s a great exercise for writers – writing a good drabble is a lot harder than it appears, but is still a “small” task so you can get around that idea of it being too much work. And then you get a random (and often bizarre) writing prompt to shoehorn you out of writer’s block! Go read the rules for the Weekly Challenge and participate! Heck, Chris the Nuclear Kid does when he remembers to (and I can drag him away from video games)!
You can read and hear the rest of the entries at the 100 Word Stories podcast site!
The soccer ball careened across the pitch, smacking up a spray of mud as it hit the ground in front of Mitch. Mitch didn’t move, just stared upward.
The opposing striker ran past, kicking the multicolored sphere into the goal. John, his words a cursing stream of consciousness mixture of Joyce and a drunk sailor, ran to Mitch. Mitch didn’t respond, even as John’s spittle sprayed across his cheek. Mitch just kept staring upward, sweat beading on his forehead.
John’s cursing slowed. John slowly tilted his head upward just in time to see the gigantic foot slam into the ionosphere.